Sorry for the long month wait guys... Been thinking of how to continue this story and got stuck on a episode of Steven Universe.

Do hope you enjoy!

Get set to get Decked!

"Why on Earth did you think punching a Blood Pop was a good idea!?"

There were many things that Steven could remember, but he couldn't for the life of him figure out how he could forget this mission was ever going to end well for his part. Well the mission was a success which wasn't too bad since every mission is almost, but it failed because once again he was back to square one with his most hated part of the team that he wanted never to see ever. One: Amethyst and Pearl fighting. Two: Himself, covered in very warm and very smelly purple slime blood that will harden in about two more minutes.

"How was I supposed to know it would pop," Amethyst snapped, glaring at the white gem and the fusion with annoyance and clear boredom.

Pearl just groaned in frustration, shaking at this point. "The name is Blood Pop! Oh, you are just so childish!"

"Yeah Yeah, don't forget reckless, vulgar, loud mouth," She listed off a few of the things Pearl has always called her, glaring at the gem. "Those just make me more awesome! Right Garnet!?"

"Amethyst... you are a crystal gem." Garnet stated bluntly, leaving with Pearl out of the temple. "Start acting like it."

Steven just frowned at the sight, trapped in his blood pop prison as the short purple quartz ran into her room. He sighed, letting himself be trapped before a bit till he was for sure that Garnet and Pearl left the area of the Temple. With an eye roll he summoned his bubbled and removed the blood from his body with ease. He rolled his shoulders and groaned. "Damn it guys..." He sighed. "They have to stop being so strict."

He hated seeing these moments, hating being the butt end of these moments. It was times like this he missed his present life so much more. Sure maybe Amethyst acted a bit too mature, Garnet trying to teach him better almost all the time, and Pearl always blaming herself still for things, was a pain at times but it was way better than this. Now the three are at each others' throats and Steven was just sitting watching, trying to act that he is an idiot to it all. It hurt and was just annoying to watch that his family were back to square one and fighting each other. It was just hard to watch at times really, to see them as nothing but defenders. They were always fighting now and on missions, when in reality they shouldn't be fighting at all.

They were incomplete now, not the people they want to be and the people he knew his mother would want them to be. Free. It was scary at times, seeing them wrapped up in those chains of the past and knowing how to help but scared to. He was scared to help them so soon, to help them with their futures and change so much too fast, but he hated keeping the secret of everything inside of himself. He hated seeing them like this. He hated everything at this point.

He felt trapped, he felt like he was in his own hell to be honest. Steven was happy to find a way to help everyone again, to have this second chance after he died, but now just months later and he feels so sick to his stomach. His soul was not his own anymore, his family felt like strangers all over again, and everything around him felt like torturing to live through again. The hybrid hates fighting, hates yelling, and hates conflict. Now that the conflict was back, now that everyone is so closed off with each other again it was painful. Everyone was keeping secrets from each other now, and what made his stomach turn was that so was he. In his first life he was naive to it all, but now he was part of the web of lies and secrets. He knew everyone's secrets, everyone's future, and it felt awful at times to know and yet never could tell. The young boy just couldn't take it anymore. He needed a stress relief, something to make him forget just for a second that he wasn't sixteen, that he wasn't trapped in rewind and just Steven again and not trapped in a boy that no longer felt like his.

Steven sighed, wiping away the tears in his eyes before shaking his head. "Stop thinking like that Steven," He said to himself, placing a hand to his heart. Something that shouldn't be beating. "This is your second chance. Yeah... it hurts... it sucks... but it doesn't matter. You have to save everyone, you have to get to the happily ever after. You have to save her... the promise."

The promise. It was something that he clung to so much, and he felt was so much more than he thought. It's been months since he woke up in this body, months since the visions started. Every night they got more and more clearer, though they were still in pieces. Steven knew that he had made a promise to Spinel, and it was wrapped up with the deal he made to the shadow creature. He remembered a place of darkness, a place where it was just himself and the heart gem. He remembered talking to her, holding her hand, feeling pain and yet at peace. It was strange, confusing, because with these images came no sound. He knew they were speaking to each other but didn't know the words said. All he knew was the promise, the feelings he felt. They were confusing and painful at times, but also... very warm. He remembered the place where they sat to be so warm with her hand in his, like they were in bed together. It felt so nice.

Steven sighed, moving to stand up and walk out of the bathroom. He didn't know how long her took a shower and just sat there in thought, but it was clear to be nighttime by the time he was outside the bathroom. The temple was quiet and cold, making him shiver but frown as he knew the gems weren't back from whatever mission they were in. The hybrid just sighed and went to head to bed, only to stop when saw the temple door open to Amethyst's room. His eyes widen, and he quickly hid behind the corner. He saw Amethyst come out, with a coat.

The coat, the blood pop monster, it being a Friday... no way.

Steven slowly felt a grin growing on his face as he watched Amethyst rush outside. He couldn't believe he forgot this. Sure it may have been two years since they did it together, but it was one of the most amazing things he use to do with his sister. Amethyst was going to her wrestling match. The hybrid grinned brightly, jumping in the air with joy before rushing out to follow her.

How could he forget the wrestling career he and Amethyst use to have? It was one of the happiest memories Steven had ever had with the purple quartz, and it was something they always did together. Wrestling was there thing as the time, and it was something that mattered most to both of them. He started to remember some of the matches they had as he followed her to the old run down building at the end of town. They had so many wins as Tigar Millionaire and Purple Puma, and he loved every single one that he gets to see the massive purple puma smiling with excitement and joy. The young boy didn't know how much he missed having fights with her so much, and he honestly felt way more excited than he should have been. He couldn't wait to see her match again!

"For those of you be followed by the events of athleticism your about to see." Steven smiled as he climbed up the broken down wall to see into the stage. Mr. Smiley was grinning and announcing the fighter on stage. "The Purple Puma! The most hated wrestle in Beach city underground history!"

'Not for long~' Steven chuckled, smirking as he saw Amethyst standing tall in her wrestling form. He had no idea he missed seeing her in this form, though he honestly may never like how much hair she puts on her chest. Not that it really mattered, it was just a costume.

It was clear that she was the most hated, but just like it was all part of the fun, back in his first life he was the most hated. Even when they continued their career together, Tigar was the most hated and disliked by everyone but Lars. Steven missed these times, he had no idea how much he missed fighting so much and having fun with it. It relieved stress, made him feel great even when he's sweaty and sore. Just seeing Amethyst smile after every match made him feel alive. In the ring, they were just friends and completely different people. He wasn't Steven in the ring, and she wasn't Amethyst ring. It was that sense of freedom the hybrid had no idea that he was missing in his life. Now just watching Amethyst beat up Ronaldo in his weak ass costume, made his heart beat a mile a minute with excitement.

"Well that was quick..." Mr. Smiley sighed sadly, hearing the loud boos and whines as Puma just soak in all of their hate. Steven couldn't help but booing with them, feeling his body filled with joy.

Puma just smirked at her hated fans, taking the mic from Smiley and saying to the crowd, "Not my fault the other wrestlers are weak, but hey. I'm not stopping, and I'll win every match and every belt! So take it and suck it."

The crowd only booed louder, to which Puma let out his famous puma cry loudly into the night sky. Steven couldn't help but let out his tiger roar along with the Puma. His roar was something he had practiced for weeks before Amethyst quit wrestling, but he never got to use it before. It was loud, and sounded just like a tiger in the wild. It was almost too loud though, and he quickly covered his mouth as he caught himself. He saw that no one heard his roar which made him sigh in relief. Still, the hybrid just too jumpy with excitement and joy. He had no idea he missed fighting so much. Maybe being in rewind wasn't so bad.

Seeing Amethyst leaving after the quick match, Steven was quick to follow her and sneak up on her. As she stepped outside, the young boy smirked and jumped right on to her back. "Amethyst!"

The purple gem gasped in shock, grabbing the intruders arms in flipping them over her shoulders. Steven cursed himself because his diamond training kicked in again. Mid flip, the boy spun right and grabbed hold of Amethyst's arms, bringing her to the ground with his leg on her neck. She was locked in a pinned position as she gasped and looked who just did that to her. Her eyes widen in shock to see it was none other than, "Steven!?"

"Hey..." Steven grinned sheepishly, still pinning her down. "Looks like I did it again huh?"

In a second, the hybrid let the quartz go and they both stood up covered in dirt. Amethyst looked around, trying to see if the boy came alone. Her face dropped in confusion to see that he was alone. "What are you doing here Steven," She asked in concern.

"I followed you." Steven shrugged, then grinned brightly. "I had no idea you were an awesome pro wrestler Amethyst!"

Amethyst blushed, not expecting him to be and look so excited and happy. She chuckled a bit and nodded. "Yup! Been a wrestler for a while now."

"Why though?"

"Well... in ring no one tells me what to do, and if they try I hit them in the face with a chair." She explained with a smirk of glee on her face. "People love seeing that Steven. Even though they hate me it's all part of the fun. They know I'm just joking around."

Steven wasn't surprised to hear why she was wrestling, but if anything it just became more clear to understand why she does it. It was her escape goat, her way of feeling like she good for something. With the others, with Pearl and Garnet, she didn't feel that with them. They belittle her, make her feel like she will never be a proper Crystal Gem. Here she felt like she was good enough to be a fighter, good enough to be the best even if they all hated her. Maybe he felt the same when he was fighting with her. It was the first time in a long time, that the hybrid realized how much he relates to Amethyst.

Amethyst just sighed after Steven didn't say anything, shaking her head as she held her own arm. "I get you don't get it. It's just... you don't know how it feels to have Pearl and Garnet on you all the time. They-"

"Of course I do," Steven said softly, but it was enough to cut the quartz off as she stared at him. He just chuckled, giving her an odd smile. At least it felt on his lips. "I mean, have you heard Pearl whining at me for bringing things on missions or even coming to missions at all. Then there's Garnet who agrees with her when I do something wrong by mistake. I mean, come on I'm twelve. Not made of glass."

He wanted to say more, but he knew he was best to slice his tongue at this point to let Amethyst sink in on what he was trying to say. After a moment, she just smiled and crossed her arms. "Oh so you do get it."

Steven nodded. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Guess I judge you too quickly huh? Sorry about that."

"You can make it up to me by letting me join in," Steven grinned, grabbing her arm to turn to whiny begging boy again. "Please!"

Amethyst chuckled, nodding. "Sure man. You know I never won those tag team belts. Make a good costume tomorrow and I see if you can join Puma."

Steven cheered in joy, feeling his body grow tired right away as Amethyst just decided to help him home to sleep. It didn't last though for rest as the hybrid was already up at eight and thinking of the next match with Amethyst. He thought of going in as Tigar again. He already was getting the old outfit back after breakfast; with the massive amount of hair gel in his hair, boots, suitcase, and little tie in hand. Just as he was going to put the little tiger nose on his face, he stopped and looked at himself in the mirror in the bathroom.

This... felt wrong. He didn't understand why it did though. He was wearing the costume, he was holding the purple suitcase and even had the backstory memorized, but he felt wrong in the costume. He didn't feel like Tiger Millionaire, he didn't even feel like his bad spin off either, he felt like he was stealing the costume. He felt like he was being a fake, playing a fake character and stealing the Tiger's name and image. Steven shook his head, trying to understand his own crazy thoughts. Why was feeling like his skin was crawling? Why did he feel like wanting to rip the costume off of his body and burn it alive? Why!? He didn't get it! He was Tiger, he was a fighter and he was the person under the mask too. So why did he feel wrong wearing the very thing he created? Why couldn't he wear the tiny cat mask like he use to all of those years ago. Tiger was amazing and mean, smart and rich.

"Why can't I play him then," steven said to himself, looking at the mirror as he lifted the cat nose to his face. He frowned seeing Tiger, still feeling the wrong in it all. "Why can't I wear the mask?"

His mind was turning as to why this might be a problem, frowning still as he kept looking at himself in the mirror. Then he felt the shift in his body. He gasped, seeing the mirror fade out his twelve year old image, then bled back his true soul once more. He was sixteen, his hair pulled back with the gel and the tiny mask still in front of his face thanks to his hand holding it up. He was wearing the outfit he was already in, and he wasn't covered in blood or wounds like before. His eyes weren't dead, but the image still felt out of place. Seeing himself now in that older form, seeing an older Tiger, didn't feel right at all to see. The mask was too small, the gel thing looked stupid in his hair that way, and the outfit just didn't fit his odler look. He wasn't Tiger anymore, and he wasn't the same person under the mask.

"I... I get it. I'm not Tiger cause I'm not Steven Quartz." Steven frowned more, but his eyes looked darker than normal. "I may be playing the fake naive boy to the gems... that doesn't mean I can't be something else in the ring."

He got it now. He wasn't Steven Quartz anymore, son of Rose Quartz, but rather the son of a Diamond. He was a leader, he was royalty even if he never wanted it. Steven knew why he was hiding a mask with the gems, hiding what he knew from them even when he hated hiding it. With the gems, with the world, he was already wearing a mask. He was playing a character in real life and wearing a second mask in the ring was making him feel wrong and ill. He didn't want to wear two masks, one was already enough to him and being Tiger was just not enough to put that mask back on. As much as it upsets him, as much as he wished to be Tiger again with Puma, he couldn't bring the character back. With a deep frown, the hybrid tossed the tiny cat nose to the ground, his eyes never leaving his true reflection in the mirror. He needed to not play as another mask.

"The Tiger is about to go Cheetah," Steven smirked, rushing out of the bathroom to grab everything he would need this time for his new costume.

With a smirk, Steven grabbed pink and black paint he had in his old art kit. Still not sure why Pearl gave him that for his six birthday, but hey it was useful now. He then grabbed the other masks he had in his room and an old suit he had packed away. Moving back to the bathroom, locking the door, the hybrid started to get to work on his new costume. He started with throwing out the tiger nose in the trash, picking out the other bigger masks he had to start brainstorming. He picked Tigar cause he honestly loved cats, but then his mind went to Spinel's new style. Maybe he can act a bit like her in the ring. There was no doubt that Spinel was strong and her attitude was playful but also wicked in nature if played right. The hybrid was more mature, more of a trickster and not afraid to get his hands dirty anymore. All good traits for his new character. Plus he did learn a few things from the Diamonds, and sadly picked up a few of those traits himself. They would work perfectly for his new costume.

After about three hours making the new Tigar outfit, Steven called for Amethyst in her temple room. The purple quartz opened her door with a huff of annoyance, "Steven. What are you doing? The matches don't start for another we-"

She couldn't even finish her sentence as Steven just grinned and spun in a circle, letting his outfit to be seen fully by the quartz. "Well Amethyst, what do you think of my costume."

Honestly, Amethyst didn't know what to think of the outfit. It was weird, off, and kind of out of place while she kept staring at Steven more and more. He was wearing a dark magenta cat mask that covered his nose, eyes, and forehead. It had long black whiskers and was designed with a bit of fur on the top of the mask. His right cheek though was covered by a three black line streak as if he had been crying in the bathroom. His outfit was that of a white button up shirt and a long dark pink jacket over it, the jacket so long that it reached down to his feet and dragged like a cape. He was wearing black dress pants and dark pink boots to match with the cape and mask. She also saw that he was wearing black gloves as he also held a suitcase in one hand a long cane in the other. The purple gem saw the outfit was a bit surprising for wrestling, but she also saw the cape was attached to him by Velcro so it was an easy removal. What shocked her with the outfit was the fact of his also twisted smirk. It was like he was playing a snob rich villain in the ring. It was unsettling, and she didn't think that it fit the naive book she knew so well.

"Whoa.." Amethyst gasped out finally, seeing how she was silent for so long just starring.

Steven smiled and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Pretty neat huh? I was going for a trickster rich tiger. Meet Tigar Trillionaire."

Amethyst did giggle, her slight unease fading. "Oh man that name is so cheesy dude. It would have been better as like Millionaire or something."

"Look who's talking, Purple Puma~" The hybrid smiled, jumping on the table to kneel close to the gem and tip his cane at her. "With a name like that, I think mine fits right in with yours."

"Heh, guess you're right. We'll be pretty good in the next match. Just remember that Pearl and Garnet can't know about this."

"Oh don't worry little puma," Steven smirked again, an odd glint in his eyes. "The thing about Tigar is that he has plenty of secrets to hide."

Amethyst learned what that statement was right away once the first tag team tournament started. It was weird, seeing steven help her fight. She was just going to use him to fight in the matches because he knew how much Pearl would get on him about it, but that changed quickly before the match could even start. Steven came in, almost late for the match, on a large pink Lion.

It was then she found out what Steven meant about his character having a lot of secrets. Amethyst saw how much of a deviant he was when it came to the ring. How he still played and tricked their opponents but still showed that he can put up a fight. One of the fights they had became something of a shock when it was clear that Sea Weeder's partner had Puma's tiger trapped by grabbing a hold of his cape. Puma was going to help, but it was pointless as he watched the small tiger growl and take of his cape. Before Fish Hookie could think twice, Tigar tied his cape around the guy and gave him a swift kick before knocking him out with a punch to the face. When this happened, the crowd yet silent, but soon turned into cheers and boos like what just happened was normal. Most of the fighters never passed out though, or end up bleeding, so to Amethyst this was a shocking and almost scary event.

Steven though seem to not try and make his enemy bleed through, but he showing off skills Amethyst knew never came from the movies like he claimed. He would still play his bit like pretending to have a massive phone call, or even playing golf on the arena and hitting the opponent with an apple to the face. He even played a bit where once of the fighters chipped his nail and he started to cry like a baby, only to throw the fighter back by spraying cologne on his face. The bits were funny and clever at times, but then there were times where he would fight. He would play with the fighter, dodge and tease, blocking and taunting. Puma did always do finally blow, but the main event was always when Tigar Trillionaire broke down the fighters like a villain finally destroying a hero.

Pearl and Garnet thankfully never found out, and Steven always made sure of that. Still, even with the winning belt in her hands, Amethyst couldn't help but feel off about all of this. Steven was different, much different. Like the way he was around them was forced than the trickster she saw in the ring. His skills, his taunting, his quick wit and even cruel manners screamed that something was off. It got to the point where she needed answers.

"Steven." the hybrid turned to Amethyst, having finished wiping the black makeup from his face in the bathroom. She sighed and looked at him worryingly. "Is... Is everything okay?"

Steven frowned, finishing drying off his hands. "What do you mean?"

She bit her lip, answering slowly, "I mean... these past few weeks in the ring with you,,, You've been acting weird. I just wanted to know if there was anything you wanted to talk about. About Tigar."

She watched his face for something to see, but she couldn't see anything which only scared her more. Steven's face, it turned blank, almost as if he was a doll. His eyes looking completely at hers and not even blinking. There was no smile, no frown, just blankness. It was scaring her, scaring her a lot in fact. Then as quick as the dead doll look stayed, it vanished as he just smiled and waved her off.

"Nothing is wrong with me Amethyst," He said softly, his voice cheerful but not reaching his eyes. "I'm fine. Really... I'm just happy we get to have something as special as wrestling together."

It felt like he was dodging something with her, something big and she didn't know what. "Me too, but know that I'm here for you Steven... you can talk to me about it."

"There's nothing to talk about, but thanks Amethyst," He smiled at her, again the look not reaching his blank eyes. "Can you go now. I want to use the restroom."

Amethyst nodded and left, but she felt for some odd reason that she shouldn't leave the door with just that. Just as she walked away from the closed door, she felt a shiver go down her spine. Something was wrong with Steven, something was off with the boy and she didn't know what to do. Right now nothing, not until she gets more proof.

Unknown to her, as she closed the door, Steven frowned and growled in anger. He turned to the mirror to see his older form along with the smell of death filling his very nose. He didn't bother to look at the smirk the shadow gave him, or praise for keeping his sister back from them. He just sighed and looked down at the magenta mask with a deep look.

"I did what you wanted," Steven whispered, turning back to the mirror. "Then please... Master, I would like for you to hold your end of the deal."